Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World Chapter 308 Truly, the Strongest

The only people left in Yang Wei's path were Noble Ghosthorn and Emperor Heavenmind.

"Huh?"

Yang Wei quickly noticed that the emperor wasn't around. It didn't take much for him to figure out where Heavenmind exactly was.

The mage tried to move, but Ghosthorn dashed forward and grabbed his arm.

"You're not going anywhere!" Ghosthorn's eyes were filled with rage.

But Yang Wei didn't really care.

"Get out of my way..."

He put his hand on Ghosthorn's chest and, with a powerful burst of 『Golden Magic』, completely disintegrated him, erasing both his body and soul.

After that, Yang Wei didn't waste a second.

The way he moved showed he was completely focused. At that mont, he was like a celestial sword in the middle of a stream──any stream that ca toward him was split in half by his intense focus.

Everything he did, from how he thought to how he moved, even his instincts, seed perfectly calculated from start to finish, as if he already knew how the fight would end.

"Lingxi!"

Using his Magic Folding Fan, he cut a wide rift in space and flew into it.

He appeared in one of his pocket dinsions.

It was filled with floating silver cubic gastructures, all lined with glowing tron patterns.

Yang Wei's eyes scanned the world of supermassive cubes until he spotted Heavenmind, whose hand was already piercing the spherical barrier Yang Wei had put around Mu Lingxi.

The emperor seed to be taking his ti, but Yang Wei wasn't one to waste a second when soone important to him was in danger.

boom────ZZZZZT!

He blitzed forward, crossing the vast space between them in re monts. In a flash, he appeared behind Heavenmind, fan held ready to strike.

Hm?

─────ZING!

By the ti Heavenmind noticed his counterpart in the corner of his eye, it was too late. Blood sprayed from Heavenmind's neck as his severed head spun in the air like a horrifying circus trick.

Yang Wei had decapitated him at top speed!

But this wasn't enough for the mage.

He held his Origin Radiance Fan to the side and generated another spark from its micro-universe. He didn't just want to erase Heavenmind; he wanted to make sure there was no chance of him coming back. So, he had 『Infinite Regression Control』 ready.

However, as Yang Wei waved his fan at Heavenmind, the headless body unleashed its full fleshly body power...

Heavenly Warfiend King!

────BOOOOOOOM~!

This monstrously huge avatar's re spiritual pressure sent Yang Wei spinning back.

zoooom────CRAAASSH!

The mage smashed through several massive cubes before finally using 『Gravity Magic』 to stop himself in the groundless world. Though he had small cuts, they were already healing.

It wasn't really an attack, so I didn't expect my 『Stellar Foresight』 to help dodge it. But his spiritual pressure alone was enough to bypass my 『Over-World Vast-Protecting Shield』 .

It doesn't make any sense...

The brothers I fought on Red Snake Mountains could bypass it, but my battle senses weren't sharpened back then. If Heavenmind is strong enough to do this, why hasn't he been fighting? Tch!

The Heavenly Warfiend King fully appeared behind Heavenmind, radiating an intense aura of power and darkness.

────ROOOOAR!

This towering and terrifying figure had skin covered in glowing red markings that looked like tattoos. Its face was twisted into a fierce snarl, showing off sharp fangs that seed ready to tear Yang Wei apart. Horns jutted from its head, and its eyes burned with an eerie light.

This was a Divine God Phantom, far superior to the Divine Spirit Phantom used by 2nd and 3rd-path cultivators!

Reaching the level of a Divine God Phantom required breaking through to the Divine Realm and refining a Divine Spirit Phantom with divine Qi as the core energy. While a Divine Spirit Phantom could crush worlds, a Divine God Phantom could destroy Dao layers!

Emperor Heavenmind's head stopped spinning and fell downwards. His headless body caught it and reattached it to his neck.

Sighing with satisfaction, the cultivator said, "That's two tis you've killed now. Keep that up, and I might just develop a fetish." He cracked his neck for so relief and fixed his cold gaze on Yang Wei. "Now... I'll take my belonging."

The Heavenly Warfiend King grabbed the sphere containing Mu Lingxi, which looked like a ball in its hand.

Yang Wei's face filled with rage, and he was ready to attack, but then a chain reached for him from behind, trying to ensnare him.

────SWOOOOSH!

Yang Wei moved so fast it seed like he teleported or there was so sort of ti delay. Suddenly, he was several ters away from where he started.

Even though the chains moved swiftly, even faster than what Immortal-level cultivators could dodge, Yang Wei found it relatively easy.

His 『Stellar Foresight』 let him automatically dodge any surprise blitz attacks, no matter how fast or guaranteed they were.

"So it was you…"

Yang Wei glanced to his left and spotted Noble Ghosthorn.

On his right stood Emperor Heavenmind with his Heavenly Warfiend King.

Sigh~

His sole focus was on keeping Mu Lingxi safe, nothing else mattered. This put him in a tight spot because he couldn't use wide-range attacks without risking harm to Mu Lingxi.

His offense matched his defense, aning any destructive spells powerful enough to take out Heavenmind and Ghosthorn would also break through the multiple layers of protection he had set up around Mu Lingxi.

Hrmm, it's quite similar to that classic question: if you punch yourself and don't cry, does that an you're strong or is it simply that the punch is weak...

Yang Wei was worried, but he kept his anxiety hidden behind a calm deanor honed over years of experience.

He thought about relocating them outside his pocket dinsion, but that wouldn't change Mu Lingxi's predicant.

If he attempted to use 『Spatial Magic』 to teleport her from the grasp of the Heavenly Warfiend King, Noble Ghosthorn would intervene, and he couldn't underestimate Heavenmind's speed.

He was certain Heavenmind's speed was almost equal to his own.

It wasn't just this encounter that showed it; previously, when he opened a portal to confront the Heavenly Court, Emperor Heavenmind intercepted him in the space between spaces—a feat that required not an incredible speed... but a near-impossible level of speed!

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Decapitating the emperor shouldn't even have been a possibility...

Yang Wei was only able to do it because he used a spell called 『God Angle』. This spell guided any projectile he used with celestial forces, ensuring it unfailingly hit the target with perfect accuracy and impact.

Even at that, a lot of favorable conditions were required to effectively manipulate those probabilities.

I'll have to use 『Infinite Panopticon』 if I want to make sure I secure victory here...

A sick grin appeared on his face.

Noble Ghosthorn noticed this and his expression quickly turned to one of discontent. "You face a True Celestial and a Divinity, and yet you still have the audacity to smile!" he exclaid.

The chains in Noble Ghosthorn's tight grip surged with divine Qi.

These were the Ti-Bending Chains, a world treasure that could trap anyone it ensnared in endless ti loops, making escape impossible!

"I'll teach you a lesson!" he shouted.

vwoosh────VWOOOSH~!

Whirling the chains chaotically above him, the True Celestial launched them straight at Yang Wei.

────ZWISSSH!

The chains moved so fast that they ripped through space and reached Yang Wei at superluminal speeds!

However, Yang Wei caught the chains with his left hand. Then, with his right hand, shaped like a claw, he reached toward Noble Ghosthorn. A bloodthirsty aura emanated from his hand and shot toward his target at a speed superior to the Ti-Bending Chains.

CRACK!

It shattered Ghosthorn's head into bits of flesh and bone fragnts. As for his soul, it was fragnted into non-existence.

Noble Ghosthorn's body fell and crashed into a cubic gastructure.

After that, Heavenmind folded his arms and tilted his head slightly, comnting, "Now what use will that be? You know the Dao of Sacred Protection will bring him back, right?"

"I know," Yang Wei shrugged casually. "Let's just say I'm a little petty about these things. It doesn't matter how many tis he cos back by that Dao, I'll enjoy killing that arrogant, three-eyed, pale twink every ti."

"Oh, wow…" Heavenmind said dryly, clapping slowly.

"RAAAAAH!" Noble Ghosthorn roared in anger.

The Dao of Sacred Protection had fully revived him again, and he was even more furious than before. The composure and air of excellence he once had were gone. Even the grace that True Celestials pride themselves on was gone.

Being killed so many tis had made him furious──it was an insult not just to him, but to his lord, Emperor Cloudcrest.

With bloodshot eyes and teeth snapping like a wild animal, Noble Ghosthorn unleashed the full power of his celestial soul heart.

It shook the entire pocket dinsion as if a teor had hit it.

The spiritual energy pouring out of him felt like nuclear energy. It seed like if you blinked, everything would disappear!

This was power strong enough to pull down the heavens and demolish the earth!

"I'll show you the real power of a True Celestial!"

Surrounded by this imnse energy, Ghosthorn created a dense layer around himself, like a nuclear world of his own.

baaaa────TOOOOOOOM!

He charged at Yang Wei with incredible speed, ready to tear him apart.

But suddenly... everything stopped.

It didn't just feel like ti stopped; it was as if existence and non-existence had rged in the pocket dinsion.

Heavenmind and Ghosthorn couldn't see Yang Wei anywhere, but they felt a deep, overwhelming darkness that made them think they were about to die.

"This feeling..." Heavenmind mumbled alertly.

Suddenly, Yang Wei appeared behind Ghosthorn.

"Hey..."

Hearing that one word that emptied itself of any human emotion, Noble Ghosthorn gasped.

Yang Wei's expression was calm and focused, but his bright blue eyes showed clear disappointnt. He had his left hand on Ghosthorn's head, his fingers spread out, demonstrating his power and control.

Ghosthorn, normally noble and composed, was terrified.

The nuclear world around him completely dissolved, and his three bulging eyes shook with fear. His legs trembled so violently that he felt like tearing his own heart out just to end the mont.

What is this feeling in my chest... it feels like evil, evil in its purest form!

Ghosthorn's mind turned timid.

The belief that his race was superior in the highest heavens was no more.

The mindset that a True Celestial was the strongest was now a distant lie────clearly, this man was the strongest!

Heavenmind wanted to act, however, he looked at the hand of the Heavenly Warfiend King and realized sothing.

Mu Lingxi was gone!

"What?!"

The emperor looked forward, and there she was, carried in Yang Wei's right arm!

"When did he...?"

Heavenmind realized too late that his mont of hesitation after sensing a hint of Yang Wei's bloodlust had caused him to lose track of Mu Lingxi.

In that brief mont, Yang Wei had dodged Noble Ghosthorn, snatched Mu Lingxi from the Heavenly Warfiend King, and then intercepted Ghosthorn from behind. This was truly an unmatched display of strength!

As Yang Wei tightly squeezed Ghosthorn's head, making his skull crack little by little, he grinned like a nightmarish demon.

Heavenmind rushed at full speed to reach the mage, but it seed pointless.

Keh~! Keh~! Keh~~!

The mocking laughter of other demons hiding in the cracks of this pocket dinsion began to echo around them.

Two words escaped Yang Wei's lips.

"Infinite... Panopticon..."

Everything turned black.